The Vacation Post-Partum...

I'm trying...

After a week in Italy, traipsing along the Amalfi Coast, eating pizza in Naples, and tanning in Capri, who can blame a guy for lacking the motivation to return to the real world?  So far, after one full day of being home, this is as far as I got on my "To Do List" and I'm not ashamed.  I probably need some motivation, but it will come once everyone starts returning from les vacances and Paris is alive again.

There are plenty of things to anticipate.  The fall will arrive in a month or so.  My favorite bakery will open back up and I can indulge in the best escargot pistache in town.  School will start up again before we know it. 

But something tells me that it will be hard to forget the plunging seaside cliffs and umbrella-covered beaches of Italy, the never-ending gelato, and the seaside Camparis that filled a week of wonderment.

Just some gelato...one of many...

Just some typical views...

Coming up, a recap of "Italy does it better than France," but I bet you can already guess what a few of them are...